Reeling, Selena started to back up. The movement tightened the rope, producing a scream from Taylor. Her tormentor switched his target again, whipping...Selena’s right tit instead. Selena moved away, to her left. Again the crotch rope tightened, sending Selena’s friend into a sexual agony. Her captor played her like a harp, all at the expense of her friend, and Selena knew it. She tried to stand still and spare Taylor any further pain, but the cruel whip kept stinging and Taylor kept moaning in. - Aaahhh! Get that trunks off, come on!- No, not yet. Turn both of you, stay on your stomach up.They do, I let the thread of oil run down their breasts and bellies, gladly spread it, lick it - Start Chel's massage I go from shoulder to waist - Wrap his breasts, I hold on, squeeze, I tighten his beaks, I start lightly, but little by little stretch it until it screams.- Holy shit, Julius!!! I don't pay attention, continue torturing and exciting the girl, I pass Irene's pussy greasing the mature. The second I took my cock out of her asshole she fell on the bed without uttering a word but gasping heavily.As it was already late for me, I dressed myself and left to my house leaving her nude on the bed. That night I didn’t sleep even a single minute thinking about her. I masturbated thrice that night. The next day, I was not able to concentrate in the college. I was waiting for the clock to show 6. At last the clock showed 6 and I went to her house with lot of plans for that day.But that. Slowly she turned her head to face me. I was stunned, tears streaked her perfect face, her eyes were all red and her lips quivered as though she was about to break down any second. Not since we were young had I seen her like this, in fact the last time I had even seen her cry was when her arm was dislocated during a hockey game about four years ago. “Change me! Make me different!” she sobbed and somehow launched herself at me from that position, catapulting us over my bed and back onto the.